University life is undoubtedly beautiful. How beautiful is it? Yes, I may have wasted my college life by staying in bed every morning and refusing to get up. I had a warm time under the covers. It's beautiful at noon. I will only cook there and bend my head to play games instead of dealing with the accumulated exercises after class.

That's great. /kloc-sleep every time after 0/2. He became a man with sparse hair and heavy bags under his eyes.

Maybe I come here like this every day.

But if you give me another chance, I want to feel the temperature of the wind when I run in the morning. I want to feel the happy time of walking on the playground with my companions every day. I want to feel like I'll go to the cafeteria instead of eating takeout. I want to feel it. The arduous course of one's freshman year in postgraduate entrance examination. I also want to try my best to understand the knowledge points of every lecture given by teachers in universities and carefully complete every class note. I also want to get a scholarship of my own in the university. I want to feel it. Go to every corner of the library. I want to feel it, so that every teacher is familiar with my face. I want to feel it. Take a walk on campus. Go to every corner and read aloud. I want to feel it, take an active part in community activities and enrich my college life. I want to feel that I actively answer questions and participate in every after-school activity, in-class activity, online class and offline class. I want to feel what it's like to use one of my pencil cases for four years. I want to feel that taking a part-time job in a university can reduce the burden on my parents. I want to feel it. Try to learn a craft of your own in college, so that you can better adapt to the society and get out of the campus.

If I can go back to college, then I will cherish my time more. Maybe I can keep my promise, maybe I can really go back there.